This is a song about "How school is trash not mean"

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Leave other rappers alone, and see how mean you can get

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

They know how to dunk, but in school they wanna flunk

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

How could i not blow, all i do is drop f-bombs, feel my wrath of attack

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Even the girls do not know how hard it is to survive

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

How could i not blow? all i do is drop f-bombs, feel my wrath of attack

Now this is not no ego strip, i won't brag about how many chicks

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs